Her head snapped up, and the tears turned to anger.
“He’s nine! What does a nine-year-old need with that kind of money? It was just sitting there!”
“It’s his.”
“I know that!”
“No,” I said. “You don’t. You never have.”
She went silent.
I let those words sit on the table between us, right next to the envelope.
But the worst of her confession was still coming. I could feel it.
Part Twelve: “I Never Thought You’d Drive That Far”
“And now?” I asked.
She didn’t answer. Her silence answered for her.
“You saw my accident as another chance.”
“Mom…”
“Another chance to get Walter. And another chance to get your hands on his money.”
Her eyes filled again. “I never thought you’d actually drive that far.”
“You told me to wear the old pair.”
“I thought you’d get behind the wheel and realize you couldn’t see! That you’d turn around, or call me, or miss the appointment. Anything.”